Wake-up Stories

A fourteen-year-old girl wakes up after being rescued from an experimental plant called area 52. She has no memory at first and then must fight to hold on to fleeting images and memories that come to her while trying to figure out why she was taken, and someone starts to look familiar...

You're just a small trans boy who adores Markiplier, your hero. But when you finally get the chance to meet him, it all goes wrong...or does it? Trigger Warning: Mentions of suicide, depression and other touchy subjects, if you are sensitive IN ANY WAY to topics such as these, I recommend not reading this. (Y/N) = Your Name (F/C) = Favorite Color (H/C) = Hair Color (E/C) = Eye Color (L/N) = Last Name (Y/C) = Your Country (B/F) = Best Friend (D/N) = Dead Name (U/N) = User Name

If you were the 10th member of Twice what out fits would you wear?

In the Philippines, it's inevitable to be judged by those who see you-whether what you're doing is right or wrong. There will always be people who will ruin your name just because they see even the smallest mistake from you. Some Filipinos, even today, still cling to distorted beliefs and misinterpretations-ideas that, until now, remain unchallenged. And there are also Filipinos who try to justify and normalize what is clearly wrong. How can these things be resolved? And how do we correct the twisted way of thinking that some Filipinos continue to hold onto?

I wrote this when I needed to relax from the past few weeks. Have a lot of homework and have been sick twice. Thought I'd share my writing with you, I originally posted it on Tumblr, which you can find here (http://decorative-trashbag.tumblr.com/post/182468295282/want-a-lil-victuuri-thing-i-wrote-to-relax-sure ). Hope you like it! I've been in a Yuri on Ice obsession lately, and we get the movie soon! Exciting! - Oli :)

this is possibly the weirdest thing you'll ever read

Everything was gone, everything was destroyed. I was that little girl that fell asleep in the hospital bed, who was destined to never wake up again, but I did. (Complete)

Moments from the life of yours truly.

Alice has been shot in the eye, arm torn off, and left for dead. However, it takes more than some dismemberment to keep her down. The ex courier is on a hunt only lead by bloodthirst until she finds a certain smiley bot who immediately catches her attention. As time progresses her feelings grows stronger but she doesn't know if he would reciprocate if he knew.

This is scrambled up thoughts in my head they may not make sense to you but, that's the point Hey I'm new to writing but felt something in my soul to do it Plz leave constructive criticism plz I really like writing So sorry for grammar/spelling/everything plz forgive me But for real tho leave a comment or something This is going to be my sanctuary and hoping to make friends in the meantime so yeah ! But sorry, I'm weird haha

Athmika, buys a pendant from a shop which came from nowhere and the next day it disappears. Please don't read this, it's cringey af and I was young when I wrote this.

My previous story, "some drawings of mine", was getting a bit long. Sooo I'm making a new one. My deviant art is called 'Majesticwaffles223' and make sure to check out hrvejchdc her art is really good And this won't only be drawings just sayin

"Can a psychopath ever have real feelings? Or is this all just apart of his games?"

not a story just drawings

A poem about destroying yourself for someone else's narcissism. It's not your fault to love someone for what they don't give you.

Time is running out.

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